
[Verse 1]
Tried the powders, tried the pills
Climbed up rooftops for cheap thrills
Lit a joint off a flaming bra
Woke up once in Omaha
Took a bump off a vinyl sleeve
Got kicked out of rehab on Christmas Eve
But none of that shitt ever touched my soul
Like a wall of screams from a sold-out show
[Chorus]
’Cause no high hits like 50K
Screamin’ my name in a tidal wave
I’ve chased the buzz, I’ve kissed the void
But nothin’ compares to that goddamn noise
Louder than the high, sweeter than sin
Give me that crowd — and plug me in
[Verse 2]
I’ve blacked out in Vegas, lit up in Rome
Snorted glitter off a saxophone
Tried to love, tried to heal
But I only feel real when the speakers peel
I’ve been lost, I’ve been numb
Had whiskey fights with my own thumb
But the second those lights hit my face
Every drug just gets replaced
[Chorus]
’Cause no high hits like 50K
Sweat drips down, but I still slay
You can keep your smoke, your needles, your lies
I get off when the decibels rise
Louder than the high, deeper than pain
That crowd roars — I’m whole again
[Bridge]
“I tried everything, man.
Shrooms, shatter, tantric goat yoga.
But the only thing that really fills the void…
is hearing 50,000 people scream ‘Rick’
…while I forget the words to the second verse.”
[Final Chorus]
’Cause no high hits like this damn stage
Feeding on love, and violent rage
I’m strung out on feedback, drunk on light
And I’ll chase that rush ‘til my final night
Louder than the high — no pills, no flame
Just fifty thousand souls, screaming my name
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